The Loving Ducklings
The fountain with a pond,
Sheds light in the dawn
As two little ducklings swam
Gliding through the water to land.
The male duck stretched and cawed
The female duck tucked and cleaned
Once these ducks were content
They swam again
Except this time they swam side by side
Gliding slowly and ducking for food,
The male duck got in a frisky mood,
Nibbling and nuzzling on the female duck.
The female duck pushed an then slowly nuzzled back.
This when I realized these ducks were love ducks.
Mates for life and what a beautiful sight,
Both were happy and content with their life
It made me wish for a love like that sometime.
Where it's the purest of love in any form
Nothing selfish, nothing new
Just two loving ducks in the big pond.
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